Tao and Heaven

Chapter 68: The Emperor's Order to Abdicate to Gu Wen
On Longqiao Avenue, Zhao Feng's blood flowed to both sides due to the tilted drainage design of the road surface, and his python robe was dyed red. The blood of the noble son of a royal family was splattered on the street.

This is unheard of. Even in the world of cultivation, it is impossible for a disciple of a True Lord to be killed in the street.

And today, not only did someone actually take action, but he also killed in front of the incarnation of the True Lord.

Gu Wen took out the jade pendant from Zhao Feng's body, waved it in front of Emperor Daojun, and then put it into his Qiankun bag.

After five years, the property was finally returned to its original owner.

mad!
It's crazy to the extreme!

So much so that Lu Chan, the descendant of the Demon Sect, ran out of the room barefoot, tiptoed to look out to see Gu Wen's figure with his own eyes. He was dressed in black and red, holding a spear and facing the True Lord.

The styles of the three religions and nine sects are different. The devil sect, because of its casual style, often has incidents of rebellion and killing of fellow disciples. The devil monks are both good at using power and the most rebellious against power.

He Huan covered his face. He could already imagine Gu Wen's fate.

Emperor Daojun is the top True Lord in the world. At the same time, his Dharma image is integrated into the Great Qian Dragon Vein, bearing the weight of the world, and thus the restrictions of the heaven on him are weakened. Maybe it is only one tenth, but for a True Lord, a slight weakening is enough to leverage a thousand times the power.

He took out the sect's token, and a wisp of divine consciousness flew out of the place of immortality. Then he received an extremely harsh rejection and a warning.

The True Lord's divine consciousness was so strong that it made He Huan dizzy and his head swell. He couldn't help but complain, "If you don't want to save him, then don't save him. Why are you so fierce?"

"Brother He, are you very familiar with him?" Murong Suyue asked in surprise.

She had known He Huan for many years, but she seemed to have never heard him mention the worldly world.

He Huan smiled bitterly and said, "If I had saved him, he would have been more familiar with me, but this guy is too good at causing trouble."

Not only did he kill Zhao Feng, he did it in front of the Emperor Daojun. Even if he wanted to do a favor, he couldn't afford the consequences, and the sect was not willing to spend a lot of money to invest in a genius in the art of war.

Moreover, it is still unclear whether the sect can rescue Gu Wen from Emperor Daojun.

"Fellow Daoist Murong, what do you think?"

He Huan remembered the other party's identity, the second heir of Qianlong Villa. Didn't their Qianlong Villa also refine guns?
Murong Suyue raised the small hammer in her hand and said, "I contacted the sect when he just broke into Dragon Bridge. The ancestor said that he could not defeat the Emperor Daojun."

A genius of the martial arts without any sect, and who used a gun, had already been sent out from Qianlong Villa in full force. Murong Suyue originally thought that this was a good opportunity. The real body of the Emperor Daojun could not leave the palace, and perhaps he could be rescued by paying some price.

But now that Zhao Feng is dead, Emperor Daojun will certainly take action at all costs.

All eyes were focused on Longqiao Avenue. They knew that everything was irreversible.

"Did you kill him?"

The golden body of the True Lord slowly fell to the ground, his facial features blurred, and he was wearing a Taoist robe. The sound he made was not from his mouth, but a fluctuation of magic power.

There was almost no emotion, but to those with cultivation, it was deafening and their ears were slightly buzzing. Even a sound made by an extremely powerful person could make such a sound.

"Yes, I killed him."

Gu Wen nodded calmly in reply.

He felt the tsunami-like fluctuations of mana in front of him. It was just an incarnation, but the oppression it gave him was several times stronger than that of Feng Baizhou. Zhao Feng and Feng Baizhou were mediocre, but the emperor who had already reached the position of a true lord was definitely not.

I am currently unable to compete with him, but just because I can’t win doesn’t mean I can’t run away.

After all, he is just an incarnation, and wisps of his magic power are leaking out uncontrollably under the pressure of the destiny in the dark.

"This is karma. I killed a hundred people from the Gu family, and the last of my bloodline died at the hands of you, the only son of the Gu family."

Emperor Daojun was terrifyingly calm. He leaned over and reached out his hand to touch the blood flowing from Zhao Feng's body. He rubbed his fingers slightly and said as if reminiscing:
"People who have reached the second stage of cultivation rarely have offspring, and the fourth stage is unheard of except for me. My ability to have offspring is also one of the chances of becoming an immortal. A dragon gives birth to nine sons, but none of them can become a dragon. But this ninth son had a glimmer of hope."

"Dead, dead can't die anymore."

Gu Wen stepped on Zhao Feng's body without any hesitation, kicked it open, and displayed the intestines and internal organs to Emperor Daojun.

Not even the last bit of warmth was left, and even his soul was crushed into pieces by Gu Wen's Heart Sword, leaving no room for anything.

"Could it be that your Zhao family is really a royal family, and that they can be saved even in this way?"

"He is indeed dead now, and there is nothing I can do." Emperor Daojun nodded, and then saw that Gu Wen was surrounded by the red dragon Dharma image, with magic power surging around his body, ready to escape at any time.

He asked back: "But you can't leave. I want you to stay in Bianjing."

"hehe."

Gu Wen had no intention of staying, and didn't even want to fight with the incarnation of Emperor Daojun.

Being brave but not strategic is foolish. He has already done the limit of what he can do, and all that is left is to consider a safe retreat and come back for revenge in the future when he is as good as the True Lord.

He doesn't need tens of millions of years to grow, and Emperor Daojun is not about to die.

"Gu Wen of the Gu family."

Emperor Daojun raised his hand and a royal decree flew over. The energy of the dragon vein surged, and his voice contained the heavenly decree, which could be heard for a hundred miles.

"I have spent five years in hiding, studying the principles of heaven and earth, and using the abilities of ancient sages. Today, I have murdered the crown prince and destroyed the country. I will accept the consequences of my actions and succeed to the throne. I will pass the throne to the surname Gu."

Successor to the throne?

The geniuses from all forces were stunned. They were all prepared that Gu Wen would be killed by the Daojun Emperor, or that there would be a True Lord behind Gu Wen, which would lead to a fight between the True Lords.

But I never thought that Emperor Daojun would actually enthrone Gu Wen as the crown prince?
What was going on? He had just killed Zhao Feng. If the prince was killed in the street, it would make Daqian's precarious fortune even worse. Even without the intervention of various sects, countless peasant uprisings would break out.

No matter what period of the dynasty, uprisings have never ceased to break out, and the only impact lies in whether the court can suppress them.

Gu Wen didn't expect this either. He looked at the imperial edict floating in front of him and said, "Are you crazy?"

"Everything has returned to its original track. You are the protector of the Sanqing Taoist sect, and this should have belonged to you. But there is always a price to pay to take something back." Emperor Daojun's voice was emotionless. Perhaps he had a little love for Zhao Feng, but now he was just a pool of rotten meat to him.

When a person dies, his way of life disappears; when a person dies, his politics ceases.

Now he saw Gu Wen's talent, he was more suitable to bear the weight of the dragon vein than Zhao Feng. Gu Wen succeeded as the crown prince, and the Zhao family's kingdom was handed over to the Gu family. In this way, he could break free from the shackles of the dragon vein, and at the same time, it would not damage the relationship with the Three Pure Ones.

Emperor Daojun could see that all of Gu Wen's skills, except for the martial arts, came from the Yuqing Sect.

The one who entered the world from the Yuqing Sect was the Taoist goddess, who was at the top of the Heavenly Ranking.

"As the crown prince of Daqian, I will only have a good relationship with you."

"The One-Character King is promoted to Crown Prince again?"

Gu Wen reached out and grabbed the imperial edict. It seemed as if the restrictions on him had been lowered by fate. He vaguely understood why Emperor Daojun could intimidate all parties.

Emperor Daojun ignored the stunned expressions of the people from all sides and praised his son's murderer generously, "With the triple-perfect foundation of Dao and the martial art of Dharma, any one of them is worthy of this position."

At this time, people from all sides reacted. They were too shocked by Gu Wen's actions and too focused on the other party's arrogance, but they overlooked one point.

What a talent it takes to grow to this point under the watchful eyes of the Zhao family.

Gu Wen asked back, "What if I don't?"

Emperor Daojun was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Gu Wen to want to refuse. He was not angry and said, "The struggle for the Great Dao is not a matter of one day or one night. It's just a blood feud. You still have thousands of years to live in the future. Will you still care about a handful of yellow earth that a mortal has accumulated for a hundred years?"

"Perhaps you are right. It is true for you gods. But if I really reach that point, I don't know how much of my original intention I can have now."

Gu Wen raised his lips slightly. He looked at Emperor Daojun and asked, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will surpass you in the future and you will be trampled under my feet like this pile of rotten meat on the ground?"

People with absolute advantages will not negotiate conditions, just like Gu Wen will not negotiate business with street vendors.

Moreover, this shaky throne is likely to have only disadvantages. To put it nicely, it is a cession of power. To put it bluntly, it is like using one's own destiny to refine a jade pendant.

"The future is just the future, and that's good for you and me."

Emperor Daojun tried to persuade him again, but he saw that Gu Wen had already let go, and the imperial edict fell into Zhao Feng's internal organs, staining them with blood.

"The Zhao family has been harming the world for hundreds of years. Even the bamboo slips in Nanshan cannot record all their crimes. Even the waves of the East China Sea cannot wash away their heinous crimes. Although I am a commoner, I am not stained at all. Is Daqian worthy of my clean clothes?"

"You are the only one who is kind in the world?" Emperor Daojun asked, taking a step forward like a mountain of gods falling down. "You are the only one who is kind, the only one who is clean, the only one who is fair?"

"Justice is in the hearts of people. If there is no justice in the world, I am the one who is just."

Gu Wen took two steps forward, and the two were eye to eye with each other only half a step apart. The Yellow Dragon of Dragon Vein was lying prone in the sky, and the Red Dragon of Killing Calamity was raising its head and howling.

"What a pity, you are so talented."

Emperor Daojun waved his sleeves, turned around and left. If a king does not raise an army, he will result in millions of deaths.

On the contrary, it is also backlash.

Boom!

A golden light suddenly appeared behind him, and a golden man a hundred feet tall stepped into the city from the outer city, wearing golden armor, holding a mountain-tilting halberd, and looking like a true lord.

The Wansheng Gate on the north side of the outer city of Bianjing slowly opened, thousands of horses galloped, fierce soldiers were like the sea, and the air was filled with murderous aura.

The one in the front was riding a tall black horse, wearing armor with a beast mask. He was three feet tall, with a ferocious face and eyebrows as thick as knives.

"General Wen Renwu, the pillar of state, has been guarding the border for ten years. Now he has been ordered to return to the court to suppress evil and quell rebellion."
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In the lower reaches of Qianjiang River, drizzle continues and paddy fields stretch endlessly on both sides.

Yu Hua sat by the window reading a book. She had read the poetry book she had taken from Gu Wen countless times. Suddenly, she looked up at the sky, feeling uneasy.

"Bianjing, something might have happened."

The old donkey lying on the ground beside him shook his ears, yawned, and said, "With the Emperor Daojun here, nothing can happen. Although Daqian is crumbling now, it would have collapsed long ago if it could. Even if a dozen True Lords joined forces, they might not be able to kill the Emperor Daojun."

There are currently two extremely powerful people in the Immortal Land, one is the little ancestor in front of it, and the other is the Emperor Daojun.

At first, Emperor Daojun should have been the first, otherwise he would not have been able to sit firmly on the throne of emperor and plunder the spiritual objects in the world to make elixirs.

Now Lao Lu thinks that Yu Hua is better. In a one-on-one situation, the question for Emperor Daojun is not whether he can win, but whether he can survive.

The power of the immortals cannot be touched by the True Lord.

Yu Hua frowned and thought, feeling more and more uneasy. He immediately decided to use the Qingcang Dao foundation to activate the ability of listening.

In an instant, what one hears in one’s ears are no longer thoughts from one’s human heart, but thoughts from heaven and earth, from the sky to the underworld.

This method is harmful to one's life, so Yu Hua only uses it when he is looking for the elixir of immortality.

Now it is not a bad idea to use it to search for Gu Wen.

"Zhao Feng is dead."

Yu Hua was so sure that Lao Lu almost jumped up in shock.

"My Three Pure Ones, have all those True Lords come to the table and overturned it?"

Yu Hua did not answer, but just looked towards the direction of Bianjing with bright eyes and an unstoppable smile on his face.

It may sound a bit malicious to say this, but unless the little loach is desperate, how can I catch him and expect him to be my protector willingly?

"Use your magical powers to take me back to Bianjing."

(End of this chapter)